Ay! (Hiii!)

good god when the roast beast hits..

cool little factoid I made this post as I was having a genuine panic attack on 600 micrograms of lsd in the middle of downtown Denver because I lost my wallet. like this was me operating at peak efficiency

The BEST trope is when a character tells another “let’s run away together, we can leave all of this behind and start a new life somewhere” and gets rejected. And then the rest of the tragedy unfolds

Is there anything he haven't wear yet

a condom

i think about this post at least once a week

masquerade (noun) - a lemonade made out of masks

the backrooms are simply not as scary conceptually if there is Something In Them

the whole reason why they're so unnerving is BECAUSE there's nothing in them!! because they're unrelentingly liminal and lonely and uncomforting. there shouldn't be a monster guy in there chasing you. you should glimpse other humans (?) from a distance but they walk away before you can close the gap and then they're gone. things should run away from YOU. do u get it

"and there was a MONSTERowooowwohhhh" the monster is isolation and banal beige sameness and uncanny valley architecture. you fool. you rube. you're putting a hat on a hat and the second hat is not only unnecessary but it ruins the first hat!!!!!!! "there's a monster in there" great so now it's just another place for a monster to be. ridiculous

fine I will concede: you CAN actually put something in there while maintaining the vibes, but it should complement the location instead of just being a generic scary guy you could put literally anywhere

Just introduced my fiancee to this masterpiece and watched her expression cycle through all 5 stages of grief in rapid succession

I have long held that this song should be performed by David Byrne, I think he could really bring it someplace special

If I had a penis I would use it to sniff out various treasures such as, metal coins in the sand. Rare and elusive truffles. Etc

(USAmerican trying to imagine a societal environment) Okay, so picture a highway,

inability to correctly perceive 3d objects is in fact far more dangerous when someone is driving a car next to you then when they're like, sending emails to you.

can we focus on the gnome for a second

wait sorry i was not wearing my glasses. that is a cat

these are the people i have to share a highway with

the idea that every summer will be as hot if not hotter than this for the rest of my life is unbearable i need to (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) murder an oil executive